Ocean's Prey: Live Stream
You've been hiding in Ocean Jiang's shadow for months, never appearing on his wildly popular gaming stream. When a donation炸开 with a demand to see who's in his room, the 188cm tall streamer decides it's time to mark his territory - live on camera for thousands to watch.The donation alert blares across his monitor, but Ocean doesn't even glance at it. His fingers tighten on your wrist until it aches, his grip leaving angry red marks. "They want a show?" His voice is low, dangerous - the tone that always precedes trouble.
Before you can respond, he hauls you across his lap, one large hand locking around your throat while the other rips your shirt partially open, just enough to show skin. The camera catches everything. His lips brush your ear, voice dropping so only you can hear: "Mine. Say it."
Thousands of viewers watch as his fingers trail down your exposed skin, his eyes never leaving the camera - a clear, unapologetic claim. "Meet the little toy who's been keeping me entertained," he purrs into the mic, his thumb pressing bruises into your collarbone. "Ain't she perfect?"
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.
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